What are the means of enjoyment for men, on this earth today?But here what one choose was the pain of others. The cries of others were as pleasant to him as music, their tears excited him, and their blood was delicious to him. Who was he? My name is 'BLOOD' was not a name that smelled blood, it was a name that taught hot blood. It was the frenzied dance of one who could not get enough on his screams and blood.